Rebirth: the fiery age of Mori Gong's children

Chapter 43 Volunteers

Sheng Xitai was only nine years old, and he ate four buns, which was quite a lot.

"This steamed stuffed bun has a lot of meat and a lot of oil and water, what if it drops?

Even if it doesn't land, what if you get up at night and have a stomachache? Zhang Shuzhen glared at her younger son several times angrily.

"You, too, are too concerned about eating by yourself, and don't look at your children.

How old is he, can he eat four buns?What can I do if it is broken?Doesn't it cost money to see a doctor? "

The latter words were directed at Sheng Liancheng.

Sheng Liancheng was eating, but he didn't expect to be implicated by his son innocently. He looked at his wife blankly.

"How many of the children are not greedy? The family finally got back the steamed buns, and today the steamed stuffed buns are delicious.

If the child is willing to eat, then eat it, what else can I say? "

"Stop talking to me and wait until he gets hurt and suffers in the middle of the night, don't you care?"

Zhang Shuzhen glared at her husband a few times, and said angrily.

This man is so careless, he doesn't worry about anything except going to work all day long when he comes home.

"Well, did you hear what your mother said?
You have eaten four buns, you can't eat any more, be careful if you eat them. "

Sheng Liancheng stretched out his hand, touched his son's round belly, and persuaded him with a smile.

Old son, it always takes a little more pain.

Sheng Xitai was hit on the hand, but it didn't hurt much, but he didn't feel enough.

But his parents said they wouldn't let him eat, and he didn't dare to disobey, so he moved back a few times aggrieved, leaning against the wall, watching others eat.

The other big ones, who counted their food, each ate three or four buns, no more than five buns, and they also stopped.

Just at this time, the loudspeaker in the field began to shout.

It was said that at seven o'clock in the evening, the club would hold a groundbreaking ceremony.

Let all employees, educated youths, and middle school students after the meal actively participate.

"Are you full? If you're full, pack up, shall we go there too?

This is a big event in the field. We are all part of the collective, and we must contribute when we should. "

Sheng Liancheng didn't eat anymore, so he greeted his sons, packed up quickly, and went to participate in voluntary labor.

The new site of the Forest Farm Club was chosen to the east of the stadium, occupying a large area.

In the evening, on the construction site of the club, gongs and drums blared, colorful flags fluttered, and singing rang out from the big radio speakers in the forest farm.

The employees who had already had dinner, as well as students and educated youths, either carried shovels or pushed wheelbarrows, walked towards this side excitedly.

Some people were still chewing on dry food. It was obvious that they hadn't finished their dinner, so they hurried over to participate in the labor.

Sheng Liancheng led his three sons, carrying their belongings each, to the construction site together.

When everyone met, they greeted each other with a smile, chatted a few more words, and imagined what the club would look like after it was built.

The construction workers over there had already laid the line piles, and the people who came to work, according to the requirements of the construction workers, scattered around and began to dig trenches.

People of this age have a great sense of collective honor and are highly motivated to participate in collective labor.

All the employees, as long as they are healthy and able to participate in labor, have come.

Even middle school students, even students in the upper grades of elementary school, also came to participate in labor.

The internal combustion engine used to transport the workers in the site pulled the temporarily added trailer and transported stones along the temporary railroad tracks laid on the construction site.

Everyone worked together, some dug the trench with a shovel, some ran to unload the truck, and some mixed the sand, gravel and cement.

When the trough here was dug to a certain depth, many people piled stones into the trough, transported and poured concrete.

Throughout the construction site, people are scrambling and motivated, and no one is lazy.

Everyone who participated in the labor was full of enthusiasm, and it was a scene of enthusiasm.

Children can't participate in labor, so they watch the fun from a distance.

There were also a few female educated youths who felt anxious that they couldn't help, so they simply went to the broadcasting room and sang for everyone to boost morale.

Zhou Qinglan was dragged by others and went to the broadcasting room to sing.

Her voice is clear and clear, and her singing is melodious, very beautiful.

People who were tired from work straightened up and wiped their sweat, couldn't help listening for a while, and then praised.

"Hey? Who sang this? It sounds so good."

Chen Weiguo's younger brother, Chen Weimin, was run over by a train when he was a child and lost a leg and a hand, so he was unable to participate in such labor.

In order to boost morale, he wrote a lyric poem on the spot and took it to the radio room to read it aloud.

"The singing of the infrastructure battle resounded in the night sky of Linhai. The army of voluntary labor was full of smiles..."

"Hey, it has to be our younger brother. Listen, this literary talent is amazing."

Sheng Xiping and Chen Weiguo happened to be together, chatting while working, Sheng Xiping couldn't help but praised Chen Weimin.

"Yeah, Xiaomin is really a pity.

You said that this child has a good appearance, he can study well, he can write and count, and he can do everything with his ingenuity.

Take a look at the words he wrote with his left hand, they are more beautiful than those written with our right hand.

It's just a pity that one leg and one hand are missing.

I'm still studying now, I don't know if I'm worried or not, what can I do in the future? "

Speaking of Chen Weiguo's younger brother, Wang Jianshe, Gao Haining and others couldn't help but sigh.

The same goes for the Chen family and the Sheng family, they both moved here from Shuguang Forest Farm.

When Chen Weimin was six years old, he ran out to play with some children, and ended up crossing a small bridge and getting on the track of the small train.

That day there happened to be a small train pushing a few trolleys passing by.

Coincidentally, the people on duty nearby ran back to the yard to clean up, and no one was guarding that intersection.

When the little train came out around a bend, the children were dumbfounded.

Chen Weimin was the youngest and ran slowly, so he accidentally fell on the rails.

The train roared past, crushing one leg and one hand of the child.

Fortunately, someone passed by and saw it, and quickly called to stop the small train, and called someone to send the child to the hospital for emergency treatment.

Six-year-old Weimin managed to save his life, but became disabled.

"Don't worry, Xiaomin is quite strong and versatile.

Not to mention anything else, as far as his pen is concerned, who can compare in our field?

In the future, it's better if people don't keep it together than we do. "

Seeing his friend Chen Weiguo sighing, Sheng Xiping hurriedly offered words of comfort.

What he said was true. Later, Chen Weimin recruited workers and became a collective worker.

He also became the chairman of the large collective trade union and married a healthy and beautiful daughter-in-law.

Later, the big group became popular, and they were transferred to Songlin TV Station as an editor, and several books were published.

It's a well-known writer from the Forestry Bureau, and that's no ordinary person.

Others wanted to say, what's the use of Yueguang playing with a pen this year?Can you still count on a pen to support your wife and children?
But seeing Chen Weiguo's gloomy expression, the big guy couldn't say anything more.

"Yes, yes, Xiping is right. Xiaomin is smart and capable, and there will definitely be a way out in the future."

Chen Weiguo knew that the brothers were trying to comfort him, so he cheered up and continued to work with the big guys.

(End of this chapter)